Tibetan beads

In September, Yan Ling and Dongjiang Governor Yang Gu attacked back and forth, and broke the Songjiang camp.

Jiang Yi fled in panic under the guard of his family, intending to go to sea and escape the ocean.

Xue Yi led his troops to pursue and intercepted him before he got on the boat.

After half a day, Jiang Yi's head was sent to Yan Ling.

The news reached the capital, and the whole city celebrated.The students of the academy threw away their books and went out to parade in the streets; various restaurants and teahouses were decorated with lanterns and lit up, all offering discounts; there were even big families who sent happy money along the street, attracting children in groups to congratulate them.

The yamen is also very happy.As soon as Xu Huan entered, he was surrounded by colleagues.

"Congratulations to the Duke of Chu, His Royal Highness King Jin defeated Jiang Thief and made an extraordinary contribution."

"In a few days, the King of Jin will return to the capital. When the princess gives birth to Lin'er, it will be a double happiness."

"Exactly, so overjoyed, please don't forget to invite us to drink!"

Xu Huan responded with a smile, and the short distance from the yamen to the duty room took two quarters of an hour.

He beckoned to Ji Jing: "Is there any wine?"

Ji Jing rejected him with a smile: "Sir, I'd better drink it later. I'm afraid that many people will come to congratulate today, and they will have to invite a drink when they see it."

Xu Huan was right after thinking about it, and said regretfully, "Then we can only drink tea first."

Ji Jing was right, and the happy event was at the forefront. The whole yamen was not in the mood to work, and people kept coming one after another. Xu Huan's face was frozen with laughter.Until the lunch break, there were fewer people to congratulate.

In order to cope with these people, Xu Huan did not know how much tea he drank all morning, so he took advantage of this time to go to the toilet.

He is a very particular man. He came out of the toilet and washed his hands carefully in the cubicle.

At this time, there was a noise from the latrine, and officials came in company.After a while of water, one of them said, "Emperor Chu, please have a drink in the evening, is Brother Yi going?"

The official surnamed Yi replied: "Of course I went. How can such a big happy event not give face to the grandfather?"

The other person said, "Brother Yi, have you thought about it? This wine is delicious, but it is not delicious."

The official surnamed Yi was surprised: "Brother Huang, what is this saying?"

The sound of footsteps sounded, and the two of them wanted to wash their hands, so Xu Huan stepped back and moved behind the cabinet.

The two glanced at each other, and they spoke with confidence without seeing anyone.

"The wine of the Duke of Chu is the wine of the King of Jin. If you drink his wine, I'm afraid it will be difficult for the East Palace to go."

The official surnamed Yi was stunned: "Isn't it? The two His Royal Highnesses have always been in harmony..."

"That was in the past." The official surnamed Huang obviously didn't think so. "Think about it, how many military exploits did His Royal Highness the King of Jin have made from the start of the war? The fake emperor was put under his sword, and Jiang thief was also defeated by him. Can't sit still? When he returns to Beijing, I'm afraid he will be uneasy."

The official surnamed Yi was stunned: "...I'm just a little foreigner, and having a drink doesn't mean anything."

"If you think so, others may not." The official surnamed Huang lowered his voice, "I went to the East Palace to send a memorial, and when I met the people next to His Highness, my face was not very good-looking."

"..." the official surnamed Yi asked, "Then Brother Huang, will you go?"

The official surnamed Huang sighed: "Isn't this embarrassing?"

The two took it out.

Xu Huan came out slowly, stood and thought about it, and laughed.

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That night, a banquet was given in the palace, and Emperor Mingde, who had been recuperating for many days, attended with smiles all over his face.

Xu Yin's belly was getting bigger, so he sat down for a while, then got up and retire.

The queen repeatedly ordered people to follow, and after thinking about it, she sent them off in person-Xu Yin was due to give birth in half a month, and the imperial doctor said that it is not impossible to start early.Yan Ling's return to Beijing was imminent, and the queen didn't want anything to happen.

Seeing this, Xie Shi's expression darkened.

After taking so many medicines, she has not moved at all.

Yan Cheng, who was next to him, found out, and felt more and more uncomfortable. After finally waiting for the banquet, he did not go back with Xie, but instead came to Mr. Fu.

"Before Xiaoer came back, the prince of mine has lost his voice. My father was resting for a long time, and he was in good spirits when he heard the good news. His mother was circling around the Xu family, and everyone was praising him for the rebirth of the God of War." Yan Cheng laughed at himself. With a smile, "What am I? When he comes back, I'm afraid no one will remember that there is a prince?"

Mr. Fu frowned.More than just facing the Chinese martial arts, he went to the streets during the day to watch, from the literati students to the merchants and pawns, almost all of them were talking about the King of Jin.

With such prestige and momentum, it is not an exaggeration to say that the power is high.But Emperor Mingde didn't realize the problem at all, which made Mr. Fu feel even worse.

"His Royal Highness recently entered the palace, did your majesty not say anything?"

Yan Cheng didn't know why: "I didn't say anything. Every day I finished my official business and let me come back."

"Have you ever mentioned King Jin?"

Yan Cheng recalled: "I mentioned it, but it's just to talk about the battle situation."

Mr. Fu simply asked directly: "Could it be that Your Majesty never told His Highness how to suppress King Jin in the future?"

Yan Cheng shook his head.

Mr. Fu was silent.

Yan Cheng said eagerly, "Sir, what do you mean..."

Mr. Fu sighed and said: "How wise Your Majesty is, don't you know the danger of strong ministers and weak masters? He can naturally suppress King Jin, but one day he will be gone? If His Majesty is concerned about the future, he should suppress Jin from now on. King."

The more Yan Cheng heard it, the more uncomfortable it became: "Little Er hasn't come back yet, so I just want to celebrate like this, but I don't mean to suppress."

"Exactly." Mr. Fu said faintly, "The trend has never gone up or down. If you don't press King Jin, you will be pressed..."

Yan Cheng frowned, not knowing how to respond, and finally thumped the case off the table.

"Sir, is there no way to do it?" he asked with red eyes, "I can only watch the little Er press on my head like this?"

Mr. Fu was also in a bad mood: "I can tell you the blunt words, this throne was seized by Your Majesty. The founding monarch has always been in control of the power, and whoever your Majesty likes is who you want. You can only get your Majesty's approval and ask Your Majesty to plan for you. Hold the throne in your hands."

"But now my father is obviously..." Yan Cheng was halfway through speaking, and he couldn't go on with Mr. Fu's sympathetic eyes.

"Your Highness, your situation is more dangerous than that of King Jin." Mr. Fu said, "King Jin has soldiers in his hands, and there are people under his guard. He has a lot of chips. But you only have the same team that came from Tongyang in the early days. After all, those Your allegiance is your majesty, not yours alone."

Yan Cheng was even more depressed by what he said, and after a while, he said, "According to what you said, is it a certain loss?"

Mr. Fu thought for a while: "Not really. If King Jin's momentum is too strong, it will offend His Majesty. As long as His Majesty is jealous of King Jin, and you are filial enough, His Majesty will naturally favor you."

To put it bluntly, winning the heir is to see who gets the Sacred Heart.Yan Ling's advantage lies in his military exploits, and his disadvantage also lies in his military exploits.It depends on what Emperor Mingde thinks.